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Authors: Bj Wane

BOOK: Trust Me

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“Other than my short marriage, I’ve never
lived with a guy before, never wanted to, so if I leave a pair of shoes in your
way or my clothes lying around, you’ll have to get used to it.”

Alec slung his arm around her shoulders,
grabbed one of her suitcases as Will handed her the other one with a wink, and
headed her towards the house as she continued to talk.

“I need my own bathroom, Alec. I have a
lot of girly stuff and need space to spread it around. Speaking of bathrooms, I
take long hot showers. Really long,” she emphasized with a sly look up at him
to see him still smiling. “I mean until all the hot water is gone long, so
you’ll just have to time your showers accordingly. And, I don’t cook. I can
make salads and sandwiches and boxed macaroni and cheese, which I love in case
you’re wondering. As you know, I hate fishing, but I’ll eat whatever you catch,
as long as you cook it. I like golf though, so you’ll have to finish tutoring
me in that cause I’m thinking that’ll be a good way to walk off some energy
after spending hours on my computer editing.”

Or she could work off some of that energy
in bed with him, he thought with amusement as they entered the house. And he’d
gladly fix her macaroni and cheese with the fish he catches every night if
that’s what she wanted. But he was enjoying listening to her list all the
things he was going to have no trouble getting used to before saying anything.

Setting her bag down inside the foyer, she
looked up at him. “I worked out a deal with my boss that I can work anywhere I
want as long as I’m in New York once a month for the staff meeting and to fill
her in person on my accounts. And, damn it Alec, every once in a while you just
take a few days and come with me. This place will not fall apart without you in
a few days.”

Alec set her other suitcase down and
slowly backed her against the closed door, bracing his arms on the wall behind
her, caging her in.

His nearness was having its usual effect
and Brooke wasn’t surprised to feel her nipples pucker and her pussy dampen.
“And,” she added in little more than a whisper as he slowly lowered his head
and nibbled on her neck, “I want to learn how to drive a boat so I can go with
the girls into Savannah and have my girl’s day out pampering time.” Brooke
moaned when he casually cupped her unfettered breast and took her lips in a
very deep, very wet kiss. When he finally lifted his head, she managed to ask,
“Aren’t you going to say anything?”

The first night he brought her here, they
had ended up against this door. The second time she had come to him, they had
ended up against this door. Smiling he said, “Third time’s a charm, sugar.
Welcome home.”

Eighteen months later

Alec gave Brooke’s delectable ass one more
swat of the round leather paddle leaving behind a bright red hue before turning
her over, spreading her knees and impaling her on his cock. The New Year’s Eve
party went on around them, people dancing to music blaring from hidden speakers
while couples mingled, conversed or fucked around the gathering room. A year
and a half had brought some changes to their lives and yet most things were
still the same. Despite all three of them being married and both Will and Gabe
becoming parents, they still managed to host these parties every now and then,
mostly thanks to their wives who embraced their lifestyle as much as they did
and family members who demanded babysitting privileges often.

Clutching Brooke’s warm buttocks, Alec
smiled when she groaned and shuddered against him, her pussy spasming around
his cock, her juices making it easy for him to thrust up into her again and
again. “God, you feel good, sugar,” he said before biting her neck, a soft
little sting, then soothing it with his tongue.

“Yes, yes,” Brooke chanted as she rose up
and down on his shaft, taking him deeper with each downward move. Her ass felt
sore and hot and his hands clutching her cheeks elicited another moan from her
as the slight discomfort fed her already out of control arousal. They’d been
married for almost a year now and she still wanted him with a need that
bordered on desperation. The longer they were together, the more she loved him
and the life they had made for themselves.

Brooke still worked for the publishing
company and still made frequent trips to New York, but after a few days every
four to six weeks in the big city, she was ready to return to her island and
her man, something that constantly surprised her. Alec had taken her to
Savannah and showed her the fun that that city offered from tours of old
southern plantations to the hot spots for dining and clubbing. He had even
taken her to Atlanta where they met Dave and enjoyed a weekend of tourism,
going out and partying followed by staying in and fucking. Alec didn’t gift her
with a threesome often, something she now loved, but when he did it was always
an awesome experience. The only thing she’d found that could top it was this,
just her and him together, bringing each other such pleasure that the rest of
the world simply ceased to exist.

Alec leaned forward and took a nipple ring
between his teeth and tugged as he slipped a finger into her ass, stroking her
just the way he knew she liked.

“Oh, God, Alec! I’m not going to last if
you do that.”

“Good. Come with me Brooke.” With his free
hand, he drew her head down to his and took her mouth as hard as he was taking
her pussy. When she whimpered against his lips and convulsed around him, he
quickly joined her thinking how good life was.

Will stood back and looked at Angel
strapped to the St. Andrew’s cross dressed in nothing but a black corset, the
same corset she had tantalized him with over the phone so long ago. Her breasts
spilled over the top, lifted up in silent offering, her nipples pointed, stiff
peaks already and he hadn’t touched them yet. Below the corset, her pussy was
bare, the soft, puffy folds a damp allure he was hard pressed to put off. She
still balked every time he shaved her, then came quickly when he did a thorough
check to see if he had missed anything.

“Admit it, sweetie,” he said as he palmed
her mound, her cream dripping onto his palm. “You like being able to feel
everything, every touch of my fingers, every stroke of my tongue.” Going to his
knees, he licked slowly up her sheath, her hips automatically reaching for his
mouth as her face suffused with color.

Angie had never felt so exposed as she did
now, displayed up on this gadget, her arms and legs spread, her breasts and
pussy drawing more attention by being showcased by the corset. Will was right,
she could feel every touch, every lick of his tongue and the difference was
amazing.

“Yes, I’ve already told you that you were
right, I like it. Please, Will, make me come,” she pleaded. In the past
eighteen months, Will had made her every dream come true. From the minute she
said she would marry him, he had given her heart’s desire, a man who loved her
unconditionally, a home she loved and, just six months ago, the joy of being a
mother. Expecting a minimum of a two year wait after sending off the adoption
application, they were both surprised when a call came through about orphaned
siblings, a six month old little girl and her two year old brother. One look at
the lost look in little Tommy’s eyes and the sweet round face of little Katy
and they were both lost. This was the first weekend the kids were spending away
from them and it had taken a lot of pleading from Will’s parents and sisters
and cajoling on Will’s part to get her to part with them even that long, but
now she was glad for the reprieve. She didn’t realize how much she had missed
spending uncensored time with her husband.

As with everything, Will couldn’t deny
her. Spreading her lips, he licked deeper, stroking into her vagina and seeking
her clit as he grabbed her buttocks and held her against his mouth. And then he
simply devoured her, over and over, until she was screaming and filling his
mouth with her come. He waited until she had calmed down, until the last of her
contractions had eased before he eased up, suckled each of her nipples in turn
then took her mouth as thoroughly as he had taken her pussy.

Since the first night he had heard her
voice, he knew she was the one for him, the only one he wanted on a permanent
basis, the only one he could have imagined taking on fatherhood with. The once
shy phone sex operator now loved exhibitionism and he loved showing her off. He
was too possessive to let others touch, but they could look, and envy him, all
they wanted.

“More, Angel?” he asked when he finally
released her mouth.

“Always with you it seems. Fuck me Will.”

Will grabbed her ass and plunged into her
and as she clasped his dick in a hold as tight as a vise, he thought nothing
had ever felt as good as Angel’s pussy and nothing had ever sounded as good as
her whispered, “I love you.”

Gabe laid Kira back on the padded bench
and lifted her legs over his shoulders before lifting her hips by clutching her
buttocks. “Hold tight, love,” he warned her right before he sank into her moist
cunt, the position allowing him to go deep as his balls slapped against her
upraised ass. Those awesome grey eyes that dominated her small face rounded in
surprise and pleasure, a look he never tired of seeing.

A year ago she had scared the shit out of
him when she started bleeding seven months into her pregnancy and they had to
rush her into Savannah for an emergency caesarean. A grueling two hours later,
the doctors successfully delivered their twin babies, a boy and a girl, and he
promptly made an appointment for a vasectomy to ensure she didn’t risk her life
with another pregnancy. Thankfully, Kira was so pleased with her babies that
she didn’t berate him for making such a decision without her. The day she
stowed away on his boat to escape the goons her husband had sent looking for
her turned out to be the best day of his life and often he shuddered when he
thought of all he would have been denied if he hadn’t come to his senses and
gone after her when she fled the sanctuary of his island to confront her
criminal husband.

Her courage and tenacity to overcome her
fears on her own were only two of the things he admired and loved about her.
Right now, the thing he loved most was watching her come as he fucked her with
slow, deep thrusts.

“Gabe,” Kira moaned, “quit teasing me.”
Kira usually loved it when he tormented her endlessly, driving her arousal
higher the longer he tormented her. But he seemed content to just keep her at a
simmering level, giving her just enough stimulation to keep her aroused but not
enough to send her over. Her hands were on her breasts, her fingers rolling and
pinching her nipples, which only increased her need, made her crave those
harder, deeper thrusts even more.

“Wouldn’t you rather feel some lips and
tongues around those pretty nipples?” he asked as he watched her play with
herself. The sight of her touching herself never failed to stir him as did the
sight of the pleasure it gave her to have others touch her along with him. He
was possessive enough not to allow anyone else to fuck her, but occasionally he
allowed others to join them enough to add to her pleasure.

When Doug and Patti materialized on each
side of her and leaned over her breasts, Kira quickly moved her hands out of
their way, drawing them above her head and arching her breasts up towards their
descending mouths. A high pitched wail escaped as they each took a turgid peak
between their lips and suckled as Gabe quickened his thrusts, driving into her
with hard deep strokes, angling her hips at just the right angle to receive the
most from his penetration. Her climax burst upon her with all the brightness of
the fireworks they set off every Fourth of July and consumed her with all the
pleasure she had been missing out on before meeting Gabe and finding a home
with him.

Life indeed was very good on their island
.

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